The Team Doctor Who Built a Champion Squad

Su Cheng transmigrates into the world of Chinese football as the national team's doctor. His medical knowledge is wiped clean, leaving him with nothing but a bottle of expired liniment. Then his system activates: absorb symptoms, store symptoms, transfer symptoms. From that moment, he becomes the "living grim reaper" for every athlete. Treat his own players? He erases chronic injuries in thirty minutes. Face an opponent? One glance, and they "accidentally" withdraw from the match. Captain Bai Yang is diagnosed with a fatal heart condition—routine checks show nothing, but stepping onto the pitch is a death sentence. Su Cheng suppresses the symptoms with his hands over three sessions, dragging the man back from the brink. Bai Yang, eyes red, says: "Dr. Su saved my life. From now on, my life is his to carry." From table tennis to volleyball, from track and field to football, everyone thinks he's just a massage therapist. Until he takes the head coach's seat, leading twenty-three injury-ravaged players into the cauldron of Tehran's Azadi Stadium. A hundred thousand fans jeer, the referee is biased, and the opponents put a bounty on victory. Su Cheng sits on the bench, unscrews his thermos, and says calmly: "Let them shout. When they're tired, we'll score." They conquer Asia's most feared away fortress. CCTV broadcasts live, the nation erupts. The football association panics, the opponents weep, and the fans kneel. The savior of Chinese football? No. He's just an old-school guy with a thermos. Winning gold is incidental; the real pleasure is in proving everyone wrong.